This is strange! thought Jessica as she sat on one of the chairs in the kitchen that by now would have been humming with the sounds of a turkey-girl b...gging for her life while her mother tied, stuffed and prepared her for the oven, Jessica had always enjoyed that part of the preparation since her mother would always allow her to have the first taste of the turkey-girls pussy to help calm the roast down and subdue her for the oven. While the turkey-girl roasted Jessica would help her mother chop. “Awww fuck!” You whimper as you explode your hot, sweet cum down my throat; pulling your cock out and letting the last few drops ooze onto my tongue. You fall back onto the bed, breathing heavily, as I just stay there on my knees swallowing the last of your cum and trying to catch my breath.“Get up here and kiss me” You demand, altho the sweet tone that I love has come back to your voice. I comply and on wobbly legs manage to crawl up and lay beside you as I press my lips against yours and kiss. We use the inmates in any way we please when we're not on a video assignment, and you will find that we are very demanding of our slaves. Of course we are required to use great care so as not to damage the prisoners." "The Judge, the Warden, and the other female personnel run this facility, but they have given us a wide latitude of behavior, with the stipulation that all of our nasty activities must be videotaped, and photographed while in progress. It really is quite demanding you know.". She just laid her head back, and let me watch my game. The game was a blow out, one of those games that was over at half time. I laid back, not paying much attention to the game. I looked at Linda. She had a very contented look on her face."You as contented as you look?" I asked.She looked down at me and smiled and said, "Very."I continued to look at her and she noticed."It's not polite to stare," she teased."I'm allowed. I have a piece of paper around her somewhere, that says I can stare at my.